Photo of the Yesterday: Homeless man sleeping in the Manhattan subway station, as seen through acid-graffiti etched into the window of the R train.
Another week comes to a close. I feel drained, as if some sort of etheric parasites have burrowed their way into my heart and are sucking my soul piece by piece into another dimension. Or, it just might be that I need more sleep. The simplest explanation is always so boring.
In another case of life being funnier than television - did you hear the one about the Canadian mother who had child services sic'ed on her because her child's teacher was told by a psychic that one of her students "whose name starts with a V' was being sexually abused?